Beauty Is A Beast

Beauty Is A Beast smooth flow the waves as violins play strands of melody across her brow. inferior priestess at her mirror begins practiced rites of pride beauty puts out its arms to enclose her in renewal. to call forth the wonders of her face. a blush and a plain eye is shadowed in purple, turning her wink to violet. more glories in pots of pink and creams wait to shine the sight. ruby the lips that kiss the reflection. shiny ringlets on ivory neck, . a goddess is decked with jewel. tortoise shell and studded comb secure fair tresses cruel. this nymph will hang on flowing locks all mankind daring to gaze, for beauty draws with painted glaze and fashion tends to wound. mighty hearts are laid to rest on pillows fluffed and white, to wake eyes wide and opened when morning captures night. Written October 27th, 2001 © on Oct 27 2001 04:47 AM PST   0 • 10